Fall of the Four

Day 1 of my custom NaNoWriMo 2018 challenge

A nation divided into four

between wealth, love, might, and war

Some may be content to stay

While others have another way

A richly king to those beneath

To them not much does he bequeath

To this, they struggle endlessly

For no hope lies beyond their sea

The bloody queen upon her throne

As the nation's king is lying prone

A black blade preys upon his heart

What a way for war to start

The prince, his heart is filled with mirth

As it's swayed by beauties of the earth

But once crossing his path is heaven alive

His entire rule is a mindless hive

And so, to sweep this tarnished land

Comes a swift and unyielding hand

The hardfast rule of law and power

Has to this land come to devour

In the blink of an eye, all souls are gone

Emotions and and treasures preyed upon

There's nothing left but empty sorrow

And the everlasting promise of a barren morrow